I am always pushed back

Nearly.

Seeing Joan of Arc running in front of him, Wang Chuan immediately slapped forward with one palm, turning Joan of Arc into golden particles, and her spirit was shattered and returned to the Holy Grail.

However, Wang Chuan's hand froze in mid-air.

The position where he slapped her seemed to be the breasts of the Lost Virgin........

Self-PY

That’s right, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me!

(ーεー)

I have an idea, but it doesn't fit in with the content of the book, but I really want to make fun of it.

So, I deleted everything in the other book, and the idea for that book will be filled in later.

"Happy Coo Pigeon Survival Diary" now only has one thousand words and one chapter. In short, the author Coo Pigeon is really too annoying!

Create pigeons based on the author of Gu Ke, and then write their stories of slacking off|ω?)

120. The Crisis of Losing Joan of Arc (Part )

Wang Chuan turned his head guiltily and looked at Heizhen, trying to see if there was any different expression on Heizhen's face.

Fortunately, from that angle, Heizhen seemed to only be able to see her own back.

"Whoo~"

For some reason, Wang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

So why should I be nervous...

However, the earth shook violently again.

This time the vibration was stronger than before. Wang Chuan roughly estimated that there were probably thousands of Joan of Arc who dared to come... Hmm? This was mixed with the sound of rubber rubbing against the ground, and the unique sound of the engine...

Could it be that the Joans of Arc have formed a mechanized organization?

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Wang Chuan walked slowly towards the entrance of the alley, trying to take a look at the situation on the street outside.

Slowly, slowly, slowly stick your head out...Hey!

At the last moment, Wang Chuan suddenly stretched out his head and quickly turned his eyes to look at the situation on both sides of the street.

One side is empty. Well, that's good.

Then on the other side, Wang Chuan saw a pile of human flesh coming down the mountain from a distance like a black mass.

There were a few flame-breathing motorcycles scattered in front of them. There were two Joans on each of these motorcycles. One of them was wearing a crazy tight leather riding suit and sitting in the driver's seat, with madness flashing in her eyes. Then the other Joan had nothing on her upper body and painted it with extremely crazy and bright colors. They wore Mohawk-style helmets on their heads and waved flaming chains in their hands, laughing crazily.

Following the heavy motorcycles were jeeps with their tops removed. These jeeps were full of punk style, and the Joan of Arc on top of them opened her mouth in joy, as if she was shouting happily and madly, expecting something.

In short, in this dark mass, Wang Chuan saw all kinds of chastity in a mess, and even a few giant chastity women...

Looking at the giantess's infatuated smile, Wang Chuan felt the malice of the world.

Do you want to use your own cannons to fill the air-raid shelter?! Don't be so crazy!

In an instant, Wang Chuan made up his mind to run away, and retracted his head to tell Heizhen that it was time to escape, but facing Wang Chuan was Heizhen, who had an embarrassed look on her face.

"MASTER..."

"What's wrong, Heizhen? Anyway, let's run away first!"

"I forgot to tell you that your use of power seems to attract them from a hundred miles away..."

For a moment, Wang Chuan's face looked as if he had gone to heaven, and it was so exciting to see the seventy-two Guan Liuliu with their butts raised facing his POI.

"I get it! I'll say it earlier next time. Why are you looking at me like that?"

Feeling embarrassed by Wang Chuan's gaze, Hei Zhen simply gave up and shouted loudly, and then the direction of the vibration source moved straighter.

Now, Wang Chuan and Hei Zhen both felt the shaking of the earth very clearly.

"Stop talking, let's run away first!"

Wang Chuan saw a high-end soft-tail mountain bike outside the street, so he hurried over, stepped over the seat and got on, signaling Heizhen to get on.

Speechless Hei Zhen looked at Wang Chuan and asked, "Where do you want me to sit?"

This soft-tail mountain bike does not have a rear seat or pedals on the rear wheel, so Heizhen looked at Wang Chuan with the eyes of a caring master.

"Why bother so much? Just do whatever you want!"

Looking at the crowd of people who had died of Joan of Arc getting closer and closer, beads of sweat appeared on Wang Chuan's head. He was now so anxious that he was a little panicked.

Oh my god! That giantess ran even faster. What's that thing running down her thighs? Hey! Don't show that nympho smile! No, this is not just a needle hitting a bottomless pit!

In her inner world, the wise Ying Lili estimated that it might be enough to stuff Wang Chuan in there entirely.

Then, Joan of Arc successfully "rode" on Wang Chuan and attacked the deceased Joan of Arc who came from behind. Wang Chuan had no choice but to act as a human engine.

Wang Chuan is under tremendous pressure now. Veins on his legs and even his neck are bulging. He kicks his legs so fast that there are even afterimages.

Oh my god! Someone is riding a bike at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour on flat ground!

There was a 90-degree turn ahead, and Wang Chuan saw it, so he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, swinging his body and leaning his center of gravity forward, causing the entire car to drift, leaving a black mark on the ground and drifting beautifully across the intersection.

"Woo!!!"

However, Wang Chuan's vision suddenly went dark and he began to have difficulty breathing.

"Don't move, asshole! That, that's not allowed!"

Feeling the commotion beneath her body, Heizhen's face turned red and she shouted in anger.

Because now Hei Zhen was riding on Wang Chuan. Hei Zhen had just sat on Wang Chuan's head, and Wang Chuan's good physical fitness made him firmly support Hei Zhen, and then Hei Zhen's legs went around his armpits, clamped Wang Chuan's shoulders and fixed herself.

But Wang Chuan's sharp drift caused Heizhen to slip down accidentally, and Heizhen was wearing a skirt...so, you know.

"This is such a stupid operation..." Ying Lili watched the intense car chase speechlessly in Wang Chuan's inner world.

Wang Chuan was now blinded by the darkness, but fortunately he remembered the structure and route of the street from the first glance. So, even though he was blinded by the blue and white panties, Wang Chuan still rode at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour without falling over.

Oh, the speed seems to have slowed down a lot. After all, Wang Chuan's breathing is a little difficult and moist now.

"Damn it!!!"

Black Jeanne screamed shyly, and at the same time, steam was emanating from her head as she raised the black battle flag high up. Then, a large group of black flames attacked Jeanne d'Arc who was following closely behind her.

In an instant, another large group of Joans of Arc turned into golden particles and disappeared into the air, but there were seemingly endless more Joans of Arc coming up behind them.

At this point, Heizhen is a little powerless.

Because she seemed to have lost too much water...

Excessive water loss......

Having said that, ever since Heizhen felt Wang Chuan's fluctuations, she has not eaten or drunk for a long time. It must be because she did not replenish water. Yeah, that's it!

Just when Heizhen was feeling a little powerless and the speed of waving the battle flag was decreasing, a burst of fierce gunfire suddenly broke out on the road ahead.

In response, there was the sound of the Joan of Arcs behind him being harvested and falling like leeks.

121. Chapter of the Loss of Virginity

In an instant, Black Jeanne saw most of the Joans behind her falling down one after another. The golden particles of light emitted by those Joans when they disappeared illuminated the entire street.

When most of the Joan of Arc fell down, the pressure on Black Joan was greatly reduced. At the same time, she looked in the direction of the sound in confusion, trying to find out who was helping her.

A group of Joans of Arc, whose styles seemed completely different from those behind them but who clearly belonged to this world, each raised a rifle emitting magical fluctuations and attacked the Joans of Arc who were following behind them one by one.

And in the highest and most conspicuous place, a white figure stood there, like the hope that a person needs when he is in despair.

However, when she saw that figure, Heizhen gritted her teeth and said, "Sister..."

Regardless of Black Jeanne's reaction, Wang Chuan tried his best to ride the mountain bike and jump up with two wheels. He flew over a five-meter long distance in the air, and after a three-meter drop, he landed behind the gradually advancing Alternative Jeanne d'Arc, who was obviously different from the Lost Jeanne d'Arc.

However, the chasing Joans of Arc still did not give up. Some large armored vehicles with steampunk-style ferocious vehicles were driven and accelerated by the crazy Joans of Arc, seemingly intending to directly chase away the alternative Joans of Arc who were blocking the road.

Seeing that those alternative Joans of Arc who helped him stop the Joans of Arc were about to die under the car and turn into spiritual fragments and disappear into the air, Wang Chuan, who was looking back, felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to close his eyes.

"My Lord is here!"

It was Bai Zhen. Bai Zhen activated her treasure. At this moment, all the Alternative Joans of Arc present, including Wang Chuan and Hei Zhen, were protected by Bai Zhen's treasure. The armored vehicles that tried to ram the Alternative Joans of Arc failed and were blocked by the Alternative Joans of Arc with their bodies, and the Alternative Joans of Arc did not disappear.

Wang Chuan was speechless as he watched the slightly dramatic scene in front of him. Hei Zhen, who had already jumped off the human cushion and was standing on the ground, stood there with her arms crossed, speechless.

"My sister always likes to make a heroic appearance like this. I'm afraid she is deliberately timing this well."

After hearing Heizhen's slightly slanderous and angry complaint, Wang Chuan's tense face relaxed and revealed a little smile.

Now, some of the Alternative Joans of Arc, who were heavily protected by their Noble Phantasms, acted as meat shields, holding explosion-proof shields at the front, while other Alternative Joans of Arc played the role of output, pulling the triggers frantically and pouring huge firepower on the attacking Joans of Arc.

The Joans of Arc, who had originally come with great force and seemed unstoppable, were actually intercepted in this way.

"Please follow me, both of you! Big Sister has prepared a safe place!"

An alternative Joan of Arc ran over, breathing heavily, and spoke to the stunned Wang Chuan and Hei Zhen.

"Hmm? Oh good!"

After a moment of daze, Wang Chuan recovered and took the confused Black Joan and the Alternative Joan of Arc who came to lead the way and walked onto a path that looked very remote, heading towards a place far away from the conflict between the Dead Joan of Arc and the Alternative Joan of Arc.

Led by the alternative Joan of Arc with a collar around her neck to a tall building, Wang Chuan and Hei Zhen rested here for a few hours, and then waited for Bai Zhen.

"Ah! Master, I finally found you! Did this child, Black Jeanne, cause you any trouble?"

As soon as they met, Bai Zhen showed an emotional smile, greeted Wang Chuan humorously and teased Hei Zhen at the same time, but Hei Zhen did not seem happy with the joke.

"Who caused trouble for others? If you don't explain it clearly today, I will never forgive you!!!"

Looking at the somewhat exasperated Hei Zhen, Bai Zhen still looked calm and beautiful. She smiled at Wang Chuan directly over the aggressive Hei Zhen, and then asked: "Master, do you have anything to ask me?"

"Ah... well... actually I want to ask Bai Zhen what's going on with the Joan of Arc wearing a collar and the other Joan of Arc behind you?"

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Chuan opened his mouth and uttered the doubts in his heart. When he heard about the collar, the face of the Joan of Arc wearing the collar became obviously embarrassed, and Bai Zhen also showed a mysterious smile again.

"Well, actually, these children were rescued by me from this fake Holy Grail. They were called the Lost Joan of Arc by Black Jeanne. Now most of them are out of the control of the Holy Grail and obey my command. As for the collar? That's because they wanted to distinguish themselves from other Joan of Arc, and this child was unlucky and got the collar as a feature~"

When she heard that her luck was bad, Joan of Arc's face turned dark and ugly, and a spear with colorful colors appeared in her hand.

Facing the Joan of Arc with a collar that exuded resentment, Wang Chuan smiled a little awkwardly, while at the same time feeling a sense of malice.

This malice was particularly familiar, just like the feeling of being maliciously targeted by African chiefs when I used to play games without spending a penny but got guns, ships, and Valkyrie spirits that others had to spend tens of thousands of dollars to get.

This feeling, apart from being a little scary and thrilling, is extremely comfortable and pleasant.

In this scene, Joan of Arc with the collar clearly exuded the aura of a chief, which made Wang Chuan feel very familiar.

Wang Chuan and Jeanne d'Arc looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Jeanne d'Arc continued to smile warmly and said, "Master and Hei Zhen must be very tired. Next, I will take Hei Zhen to do some rest, and then let Jeanne d'Arc take you, Master, to take a bath. After all, it's better to wash white."

When Bai Zhen said the word "Xi Bai Bai", there was an imperceptible light of joy in his eyes.

It seems that Bai Zhen is not a particularly obedient Heroic Spirit. Although Hei Zhen is stubborn, she is just being tsundere.

Watching Heizhen and Baizhen pout and leave angrily, Wang Chuan also walked slowly along with Joan of Arc, who was wearing a collar and was affectionately called "Little Joan of Arc" by Baizhen. However, as they walked, Wang Chuan felt that the atmosphere became a little strange.

Looking at the back of Joan of Arc who was leading the way in front, Wang Chuan didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Joan of Arc's figure became a little hazy for a moment.

"The bathroom is just up ahead. I'll bring a change of clothes when the time comes."

"Okay, thank you."

After Joan of Arc left quickly, Wang Chuan didn't want to care about it anymore. He took off his clothes, washed his body, and immersed himself in the pool.

However, feeling the comfort of being surrounded like this, Wang Chuan suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

122. Chapter of the Lost Chastity

In the familiar bathroom scene, with his body and mind wrapped in warm water, although Wang Chuan's body relaxed a little, he suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu in his heart.

It was as if he had experienced some terrible things in the bathroom more than once... and now, it seemed that there was a great chance that such a thing would happen again.

"That's impossible. What am I imagining?"

Wang Chuan gave a strange bitter smile, and then dispelled his inner uneasiness and strange feeling. He soaked his whole body in the warm water comfortably, and then lowered his head, leaving the part above the nose to breathe. Just soaking quietly like this, Wang Chuan felt the wonderful feeling of air defense in his body, and felt so comfortable that he felt like he was about to ascend.

"It would be even more refreshing if there was some iced drink next to me to take a few sips of."

A slight blush appeared on his face, and Wang Chuan lazily let go of his hands and feet in the water.

However, for some reason, Wang Chuan felt more and more uneasy. It was as if the things he had experienced before were about to happen again.

Wang Chuan held his breath inadvertently, slowly calmed his body and mind, and listened to the sounds around him.

"Um?!"